now that you're back, my mind feels like a mess again. you ignored me. maybe i'll just leave it as that, choose to see a happier sight, and sweep you under the rug till you're ready to talk to me at all. maybe.
today, i hated life. i accepted the offer, and lo and behold, i leave wa only to end up working with the butt again at vp. gosh.
and band was the best bit of the day. even though it hurts now to smile, and my smile may look like a grimace, the satisfaction from blasting my horn is amazing, and the high i get from the music that courses through my veins, that's irreplaceable.
today, we played a piece abt pearl harbour. a 7-8 min piece that captures the majestic apparently impregnable fort, the silent attack, the confusion and hysteria, and the eventual victory. pretty damn amazing if you ask me.
modelling today was tiring. my shoulders got tired first. then the legs. then weilin made us stretch. it felt like my back might break. and i felt bad about being so inflexible. physically bad and conscience bad. and now...i'm aching all over. i'm such an old woman. sigh.
i'm gonna pay her a visit tmr. haha..still gonna say i'm in the stables warrior princess? (:
i'm want to find some way to test my harbourfront training. hmm...any suggestions?
